Poems (Edwards)/The Rainbow
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THE RAINBOW.
A rainbow trembled in the sky,
A rainbow pure and bright,
Soft as a Heaven-born dream it stood,
Rejoicing in the light;
'Twas born of rain-drops and of clouds,
Of darkness and of gloom;
A promise sent to whisper hope
Of better days to come.
A rainbow pure and bright,
Soft as a Heaven-born dream it stood,
Rejoicing in the light;
'Twas born of rain-drops and of clouds,
Of darkness and of gloom;
A promise sent to whisper hope
Of better days to come.
And it has left a promise still,
A promise in my heart,
A gleam of light whose radiant beams
Shall never hence depart;
For like that rainbow in the sky,
We see life's future years
All bright with hope, and like that bow,
"These hopes were born in tears."
A promise in my heart,
A gleam of light whose radiant beams
Shall never hence depart;
For like that rainbow in the sky,
We see life's future years
All bright with hope, and like that bow,
"These hopes were born in tears."
O! when life's latest day arrives,
And time is ours no more,
When down to death's cold sleep we bend,
And life's sad hours are o'er,
When we, like leaves are falling fast,
Down to the silent grave,
O! may the arching bow of hope
Gleam on time's dying wave.
And time is ours no more,
When down to death's cold sleep we bend,
And life's sad hours are o'er,
When we, like leaves are falling fast,
Down to the silent grave,
O! may the arching bow of hope
Gleam on time's dying wave.